Bregil gave a nod and smile at the Assassin and thanked her for the advice. Truth be told it was just bad wine though she wouldn't put it pass the bartender to spit in it too. She never put much thought into people poisoning her. Where she came from it wasn't an issue and if she did somehow get poisoned she could just simply heal herself or drink an elixir if it wasn't too serious. Being an assassin had to be tough Bregil mused, always having to watch your back, having to be a step ahead of everyone else. Bregil felt drained just thinking about it. 

The Bard was playing music, much to the Assassin's dismay and the Elven woman who took a liking to the Bard looked to be having the time of her life. Bregil laughed at the sight. Such an interesting group of characters. 
A man came up to the table asking for Aldred and he excused himself to help the man. Bregil felt this was a good time to go check on Faervel. She excused herself as well and left the inn. 

A brisk breeze went through Bregil and she pulled her Cloak tighter. She saw it was snowing and stuck her tongue out to catch one. She took in a deep breath of the cold winter night and whistled for Faervel.When He didn't come she whistled once more then saw him poke his head out from the side of the inn. He was rustling through the garbage. 
Bregil chuckled as she walked up to him.

“Getting a snack eh? I'm sure our dear bartender friend would love that.” 
Bregil knelt down and scratched Faervel's neck. He leaned into her with a content sigh as he chomped on some bones. 

“I don't think it will be much longer then we can rest. Sorry you have to be out here my friend.” 
Faervel suddenly jumped up, his ears perked up in alert as he let out a low growl in the direction Aldred and the man went in. 

“What do you see?” 

Bregil felt the ground rumble and saw Aldred running and a large human-like creature following him. 
“Oh Gods,” Bregil gasped as she grabbed her bow over her shoulder and pulled out an arrow as her and Faervel ran out of the way of a boulder rolling towards them. She aimed at the giant and it hit his shoulder. Faervel growled and was getting ready to attack. Other members of the Crimson Company came to aid in fighting off the giant. 

“Like hell Faervel, You'll get killed. Just wait,” she said as she pulled him back and pulled out another arrow. 
Bregil heard Nyx yell that they needed to find survivors. She turned and ran back in the inn. 

“Come on Faervel, I need your nose.” 
Fearvel gave a determined gruff and followed.